When it is necessary to drink so much pain,
when a river of anguish drowns us
when we have wept many tears
and they flow like rivers
from our sad eyes...
only then
does the deep hidden sigh of our neighbor
become our own...
Love pours out
but the broken cup
connot receive...
too pained
too discouraged
too ashamed
too broken-hearted
too burned out
too lonley
too disenchanted
Love waits to strengthen
Love waits to nourish
Love waits to be received
Love waits to heal...
In time
the cup will be mended
in time
the cup will be raised
in time
the cup will receive again,
in time
in time.
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